The Gunman Page #3

and I f***ing go down with you,

and I'm just beginning to enjoy

my pathetic little life here.

F***ing...

Drop me out, will you, mate?

That's twice you've done that now.

F***ing shut up, granddad.

It's only a f***ing pint.

- You want some, I'll give it you.

- Granddad.

Okay. Okay, I'm gonna get my jacket.

Call the f***ing pigs!

Look at the f***ing state of me.

Every f***ing time,

you have to chin someone.

You'll end up doing

plenty of f***ing time.

I only wanted to see the f***ing game.

Jim?

Are you all right?

Jim, come here. Come here.

- Something's wrong. Oh. My head.

- Jim, you all right?

- My head.

- I've got you. I've got you.

- Oh, f***.

- Jim? I've got you.

Mr. Terrier.

The dizziness that you described,

have you had these episodes before?

Chronic headaches, balance,

coordination issues?

Headaches only. Headaches.

I don't sleep well.

Memory? Any significant head trauma?

Significant head trauma? No.

I forget things sometimes.

I have to take notes

to remember details.

- What's the scar above your right eye?

- Shrapnel.

What was the cause

of the shrapnel injury?

- IED.

- Oh, so nothing significant, then.

Have you spent a lot of time near artillery

or loud concussive blasts?

I suppose so, yeah.

- Do you get mood swings, short temper?

- I'll attest to that.

Right. What we're looking

at here, you see this?

All this red area here,

that is amyloid plaque buildup.

It's actually toxic to your brain,

and it's quite significant.

Now, normally, this would indicate

early Alzheimer's,

but given the nature of your collapse

tonight and your history,

I'd say what this tells me is you're

suffering from post-concussion syndrome.

It's head trauma of a cumulative nature.

Now I certainly hope

you live a very long life,

but this is a serious condition.

This can lead to memory loss,

chronic depression,

sometimes suicidal thoughts.

Have you ever...

No. No, I mean... No.

Just the headaches.

So, what, I take drugs for this or...

Well, I can prescribe you

a specific treatment for the headaches,

but for the condition itself,

unfortunately, no, there's no drugs.

Just take care of your mind. Certainly

avoid anything strenuous on your head,

like rough sports,

loud concerts, East End pubs...

Seriously, though, any more stresses

like this, and that is gonna get worse.

Can you hold that for a second?

That's really healthy.

I'm going to Barcelona

with or without your help, Stan.

Here.

You're going to Barcelona when you know

it's an insane thing to do.

You didn't listen

to what the doc said, did you?

And you ain't done this job

for a long old time, mate.

- Just get me a safe place in Barcelona.

- No.

- But you're my friend.

- Yeah. And as your friend,

I don't wanna see you dead in the gutter

with a bullet in the back of your head.

You can't even catch a f***ing lighter.

Okay, once in Barcelona,

if I put down my credit card,

put my name on a hotel registry, they're

gonna be onto me, and that'll be on you.

What, you're gonna play

that f***ing card with me now?

I gotta go, Stan.

Do you hear me? I got to go.

You know what?

- Here.

- I don't want it.

Well, f*** it, then.

You're out of your f***ing mind.

If that's what you want,

I'll set it up for you.

I'll call you in the morning.

Jim, you know what?

I don't think you should go on your own.

Why should you have all the fun

while I'm stuck here?

I'll fly out after you

in case you need some backup.

I've got some contacts in Barcelona,

friends of mine, ex-Spanish Legion,

old dogs like me.

No one pays attention to them anymore.

They'll take good care of you,

get you a place, a car,

everything you need.

You'll be safe.

What I will tell you,

and what I think all of our panelists

are indicating, is that...

we must combine and target our efforts

with the goal of long-term societal...

Sierra 3, copy.

Once the hit occurs, the shooter,

and the shooter only, is into the wind.

- Off continent?

- Yeah, that's how Felix wants it.

The private sector

can no longer think only vertically,

and the aid sector can no longer exist

with solely horizontal humanitarianism.

What we need,

what we really need here...

Is money.

I was going to say...

sir,

is balance.

Balance...

When our mission...

is of greater...

service to ourselves than to

our clients or beneficiaries,

then we're destined to failure.

It's balance. It's balance.

Out. Out.

- You're in Spain.

- And you're in a swanky suit.

Jim, why are you here?

- I think you know.

- No, I don't.

Believe me, I don't.

What can I do for you?

Someone tried to kill me

three days ago in Congo.

Oh, wow. What is that, your book title?

It's pretty good, actually.

You're all writing memoirs these days.

But why were you in Congo? Why?

Didn't we do them enough harm?

I was drilling wells.

- I was working for an NGO.

- Really?

Yeah, really. Not all of us

wanna turn our sin into profit.

Really?

Well, let me tell you,

I don't believe a word you're saying.

I believe you're here because you think

Annie will leave me to be with you.

And I would be most welcoming

of the humiliation you would suffer

in attempting to take her.

Is that clear?

She is a remarkable woman, Jim.

Remarkable.

But when you told me to look after her,

you didn't actually expect her to wait

for a man who walked away?

She's my wife,

and she will remain so.

That said, we can play along

in this fairy tale, but then why would I...

Don't f*** with me, Felix.

We were all part of the operation.

I mean, you did your part, I did mine.

We all found a way to justify it.

Listen, it's been many years since I spoke

to anybody we worked with back then.

I'm running my own place here now,

as you can see.

I'm running my own enterprise.

And neither of us can afford to do

anything but forget that project.

- It never happened.

- That's the way you wanna play it, Felix?

With me?

Oh, God. Okay, okay, this is

what I'll do for you, soldier boy.

I'll go to some of my stateside sources,

and I'll find out what I can.

And whatever I find,

I will give to you, okay?

We're gonna start over again here, Jim.

Yeah, civilly.

Join Annie and I for dinner tonight.

Murgola Restaurant? 10:00 p.m.

I'm sure she'd love to see you.

I came here to talk to you.

If that were the case,

you'd have called.

Jim!

Welcome.

Sit down.

I need a chair, please.

He didn't...

You didn't tell her.

No, I didn't tell her.

It was a surprise.

As it was a surprise for me

to see you this afternoon.

What are you doing here?

Our old friend has had some, what,

trouble back in the stomping grounds.

And you know what?

I have a lot of information for you.

For both of us, actually.

But before any of that,

we have a surprise, right,

we'd like to share with him?

- We have champagne.

- Felix, stop.

Felix, what? Felix, what? Pretty soon,

we'll be saying, "Felix Junior, stop."

Stop!

What? What happened? What... Sorry.

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